Monthly Archives: October 2011
Anticipation
My aunt and cousins were driving to Missouri to stay with us. I’d hurt my leg the previous day, and when I woke, excited beyond all reckoning, I wrapped my injured leg in two Ace bandages, packed some pillows and hobbled to the corner on … Read more
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Tagged adventure, bliss, centurions, character, grace, heart, joy, kid, love, marshmallows, memory, mindfulness, missouri, mother, relationships, safe, savor, self, simple, story, women, Writing
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How Cary Grant had this all figured out
She pressed her mouth against my ear, and said, “Jill,” so clearly that I woke. But no one had spoken. Mary was sleeping, her face turned away. I had been dreaming of people from the past — their same young faces attached to much taller … Read more
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Tagged boundaries, brokenness, character, control, grace, grief, hammer, heart, heartbreak, injury, joy, lesbian, love, mary, memory, metric, mindfulness, mother, power, relationships, resources, safe, self, shame, simple, story, therapy, women, Writing
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Drum
When Gavin was a few months old, I’d play the djembe and he’d thrash dance. He’d bend at the knee and throw himself toward the ceiling or out and up like a tiny boomerang. It was the most joyful thing. He’d laugh and squeal and … Read more
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Tagged dance, djembe, grace, heart, joy, kid, love, memory, mindfulness, mother, nursery rhyme, relationships, safe, sandra boynton, savor, self, simple, story, women, Writing
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The Trip
Yesterday we watched that little indy film, The Trip, with Steve Coogan playing Steve Coogan. I was trying to remember the last time I heard people in a film talking intelligently about the geography of places of interest. Or watched straight men recite poetry to … Read more
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Tagged art, artist, boundaries, character, dialogue, father, foodie, heartbreak, humanism, joy, kid, mindfulness, moors, mother, power, relationships, self, simple, steve coogan, story, Writing
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Please don’t put this in your blog
Ah, disclosure. Let’s discuss disclosure. When is it OK to disclose? I work with large numbers and multiple clients. I disclose nothing about my work to anyone. Not to my other clients. Not to you. Financials are always confidential.
Mary works as an addiction therapist. … Read more
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Tagged artist, brokenness, chaplain, character, control, dialogue, disclosure, grace, grief, heart, injury, joy, lesbian, love, mary, memory, mindfulness, power, redemption, relationships, safe, self, shame, simple, story, sunshine, women, Writing
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On comfort
Years ago, my friend called after her brother’s suicide and when I answered the phone she was crying, and she cried for a long time, and I couldn’t think of anything to say except, “I’m so sorry.” It’s an awful, impotent feeling not to be … Read more
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Tagged boundaries, brokenness, control, grace, grief, heartbreak, lesbian, love, memory, mindfulness, power, relationships, safe, self, shame, simple, story, suicide, women, Writing
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I shot hoops yesterday and was either perfectly on, or perfectly off. The ball swishing in one sleek movement, or knocking back to me from the rim. If I bent more at the knee, it sailed in every time. My arm extending in that way … Read more
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Play
We had a Mickey Mouse clubhouse when I was a kid. Heavy cardboard with the Disney characters on front grinning their giant grins. The clubhouse had a swinging door, a fence, a service window for ordering food. It had a blue roof, if I remember … Read more
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We went to the library all the time when we were kids. We had a library at school, and one on base, and when I moved to Cheney in 1985, we had one I biked to nearly every day and read through before the year … Read more